You're a mean one Old Crynog
You really are a skug

Halfling children's rhyme

A composite calendar devised by magi based on the movement of the stars rather than the movement of the moon or the sun.

The worst sort of scoundrels and hoodlums. Let down your guard for a even a second and they are on you like Klavadogs.

Merchant Karsh

A shuddering heap of corpses and rotting soil, Logeko the Vile is a demon of of death and decomposition

A Celestial Lense is a metallic clearing that focuses the energy of the etherial to the material realm in remote places. These points of concentrated Good and Order create dangers untold in the regions around them.

The Skull of Golodh is the gold encrusted skull of the Dwarf Lord Golodh and it is cursed

Always on the cutting edge of fashion and the talk of the courts, Mialee the Beautiful is the supermodel of the fantastic world...

Somewhat system specific, but bear with me.

The last masterpiece of master fletcher Jugan of the Lorug Phreng

The Patron Saint of Beverages, Hang-Overs, Regrets

This acting troupe travels across Calcobrina, delivering their own interpretation of popular plays, almost always to a standing room only crowd.

Also known as the Oathbreakers Legion, or the Forsaken, this company is often the last stop for criminals, vagabonds and vagrants before the headsman's ax.

'Don't you go foolin around in the fens buy. Moeder Moeras don't care none if you mean no offence or just want to fill your wicker creel with fish. She'll have your guts for fishnets and your bones for soup.'

Paulis the Riverguide

‘That’s a nice tunic you’ve got there, I think I’ll take it…’

Marv, the Brigand

A rare and diseased jewel, a canker fallen from the heavens

Mind the smell, it is a good place to get preserved meat.

You're walking through the forest when you encounter...

Yeah yeah, I know the Duke. Of course I do. P. Donkey Donque travels in some high circles, jester.

Pantarbe, floating rock, skystone, drifting earth...

She left me, I couldn't deal with it. I sat there with the barrel of the gun in my mouth for a long time before I pulled the trigger.

(Graphic Warning: Not for delicate eyes)